In the first leisurely competition after the version 1.3 update, Chu Chi started his live broadcast career again.

Bite~!

Generated by a random weather system, Jedi Island will usher in a baptism of heavy rain in the next hour, with extremely heavy rains in some areas.

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"How do you make it look like a weather forecast?"

"I'm slot, this weather system is so real, the feeling of raindrops hitting the plane, good Nima hey people."

"Listen, listen, I heard thunder, you say lightning, will it kill us?"

In the cabin of the personnel airdrop transport plane, players are curious about the updated version.

The cabin is fully enclosed, and all players can feel is the crackling of raindrops hitting the cabin, as well as the occasional roar of thunder.

Heavy rain feels very real.

And at this moment, Chu Chi was facing the audience in his God of War live broadcast room: "In a rainstorm like this, the probability of an airdrop plane crash will be greatly increased, and when the airdrop plane is struck by lightning, we will only have to wait for a forced landing." ”

Chu Chi's words fell, and the personnel airdrop transport plane trembled inexplicably a few times, and then the sound of an alarm sounded inside the cabin.

"Well, this situation is exactly what happened when I was struck by lightning, and I didn't expect to be met by me as soon as I came." Chu Chi smiled dumbly.

"Sniper, has your mouth been lit up recently?"

"666, the mouth of Zero Mist, the ghost of prophecy."

"The days when you didn't have an anchor, I miss you, how long are you going to live next?"

"Zero fog, this is what happens if you don't broadcast live, and the heavens will take you away with lightning justice."

Looking at the barrage in the live broadcast room, Chu Chiwaner smiled and said, "In the future, I will broadcast live on time every day, and the live broadcast time will be two hours." ”

"It's good to have a live broadcast."

"Two hours, just two hours."

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The personnel airdrop transport plane began to fall, accompanied by a system voice broadcast.

"Hello special forces, this plane unfortunately suffered a lightning crit, the power engine failed, may not be able to reach the terminal, the pilot is currently flying to the sea to implement a forced landing, forced landing, please special forces fasten their seat belts, wear breathing masks."

Landing!

"Crash landing gameplay?"

"Could it be that 200 people went to the sea to fight hand-to-hand?"

"Oh my God, if this is a forced landing in the middle of the sea, what is going to do, swim over?"

Players are excited and excited, and the version of the holographic world is updated this time, which is very content.

The personnel who had completely lost the power of the flight engine airdropped the plane from its original course and flew towards the river outside the military base.

Generally speaking, the probability of survival of a forced landing on a large river is the greatest, followed by forests, and the lowest is urban rice fields.

At this moment, there was a sudden loss of pressure in the cabin, and those players who had not had time to wear breathing masks fainted as soon as their bodies went limp.

"Boss, what's going on?"

"If the plane is depressurized, just wear an oxygen mask."

The syncope did not last long, about thirty seconds, and by the time the fainting player woke up, the transport plane had already dived across Bridge 2.

The pilot began to depress the nose of the plane and swooped towards the river.

Boom~!

The impact inertia caused by the fuselage hitting the water surface caused the players in the cabin to sway, and some of them were thrown directly from the tail of the cabin to the front of the cabin, and hit the cockpit wall, and the qi and blood bars on the top of the head fell to an empty state on the spot.

The wildcat retracted his gaze and muttered to himself, "This harness is so important." ”

What Xiao Budian is thinking about at the moment is not a seat belt, but a ground thorn, as the strongest damage tool in version 1.3, it will make her road to the goddess of drag racing full of bumps and bumps.

The plane made a successful forced landing, Chu Chi was quick, pushed open the hatch of the helicopter, and swam out with the four members of the ZG team.

"It is impossible for a plane to hover on the river all the time, once the cabin door is opened, the river water pours into the cabin, and the plane will sink into the river, and the river will sink for two minutes."

Outside the cabin, torrential rain fell intensively.

The raindrops the size of beans hit the water, and in a short time they wet the small 3,000 hairs.

Chu Chi is a person who pays attention to details, and he said to the audience in the live broadcast room: "In the rainstorm weather, girls must pay attention to their hair, you can take the simplest knot mode, or you can cut your virtual hair short." ”

Xiao Budian: "Chizi, you come to help me tie the knot." ”

Chu Chi swam to the back of Xiao Budian.

The female viewers in the live broadcast room saw the sniper god skillfully tying the small three thousand hairs into a ball head, and they all said.

"Sniper, my hair is wet too."

"It seems to be looking for a warm-hearted male nanny like a sniper god."

"Zero Mist, mine is wet."

"Wet?"

The female audience's car drove as soon as it was opened, and the speed reached 200 yards, which made the little one blush.

The male audience didn't have so many thoughts about driving, they only felt the sour smell of love.

"It's too much, fog, the picture just now caused extreme discomfort."

"Why don't you and Xiao Budian stay together!"

"Dog food, I knew there was dog food." This is a barrage sent by a local tyrant.

"Little one, I want to ask you out, I don't know if Zero Mist agrees or not."

For this kind of barrage, Xiao Budian usually chooses to ignore it like other female anchors. As for being met by local tyrants offline, at the beginning, Xiao Budian was still a little excited, after all, the local tyrant fathers are her food and clothing parents, and hugging her thighs must be hugged, and stepping into a wealthy family is also the dream of most female anchors.

However, the current little one, for the local tyrant, can't raise the slightest interest at all, because judging from the annual report of the earnings forecast of the Fog Shadow Group, her annual income is at least 500 million.

Local tyrant, she is the real local tyrant!

The four of them swam towards the fishing village.

On the way, Chu Chi looked back at the swimmer who was following behind him, and a smile appeared on his cheeks: "Everyone, have you ever heard of floating boxes in the water?" ”

"Zero Mist, you're not fair!"

"Under such a heavy rainstorm as zero fog, the visual visibility is not good, can your marksmanship be as accurate as ever?"

Five minutes later, the four of them swam ashore, Chu Chi took the lead in running into the building, picked up a submachine gun and a flat pot, started the equipment, and immediately ran back to the coast.

At this time, players are constantly swimming ashore, and the rainstorm is so heavy that the visibility of the line of sight is only ten meters at most.

The USP's submachine gun rang out with a sudden sound.

The super aces, who heard the gunshots, suddenly exploded their scalps, because the gunshots were very close, on the coast.

The nearest super ace saw the fire in the rainstorm and immediately ran away.

"It's the invincible god of war Zero Mist, he has a gun, coordinate the fishing village."

Under the heavy rain, the sound propagation distance is greatly reduced, and the handover between the teams can only be through the walkie-talkie, and the player wants to use the gunfire to identify the enemy's position, and the feasibility is almost zero.

After the USP gunshot, the sound of the MINI rifle was also heard.

Zhang Fan stood on the big rock in the fishing village, half-crouched and held a MINI shooter rifle equipped with a quadruple scope, and began to point the players in the river.

There is no secondary head, one shot is a child.

After she got ashore, she ran straight to the road, she didn't need a gun, she wanted a car, and when she had a car, she could run over a wave along the beach.

The live broadcast offensive of the ZG team, which has not been seen for a long time, is as fierce as this rainstorm.